Big Bright Beautiful World Lyrics

SHREK (voice over):Once upon a time, there was a little ogre named Shrek,who lived with his parents in a bog by a tree.It was a pretty nasty place but he was happy because ogres like nasty.On his birthday the little ogre’s parents sat him downto talk just as all ogre parents had for hundreds of years before.

MOTHER OGRE:Listen son, you’re growing up so quicklyGrowing up, bigger by the day

FATHER OGRE:Although we want you here, the rules are very clear

MOTHER OGRE:Now you’re seven

FATHER OGRE:Now you’re seven

OGRE PARENTS:So it’s time to go away

FATHER OGRE:Your Mama packed a sandwich for your trip

MOTHER OGRE:Your Papa packed your boots in case of snow

OGRE PARENTS:You’re gonna make us proud, no backing up allowed

MOTHER OGRE:Just keep walking

FATHER OGRE:Just keep hawking

OGRE PARENTS:And you’ll find somewhere to goIt’s a big, bright, beautiful worldWith happiness all aroundIt’s peaches and creamAnd every dream comes trueBut not for youIt’s a big, bright, beautiful worldWith possibilities everywhereAnd just around the bendThere’s a friend or twoBut not for you

MOTHER OGRE:We’re ugly son which means that life is harderPeople hate the things they cannot understand

FATHER OGRE:And when they look at us they tend to make a fuss

MOTHER OGRE:Burn our houses down

FATHER OGRE:And chase us

OGRE PARENTS:Off our land

FATHER OGRE:It’s important that you find a cozy cesspit

MOTHER OGRE:A place no one would ever dare to tread

OGRE PARENTS:And if they happen by, make sure you terrify them

MOTHER OGRE:If you don’t son

FATHER OGRE:If you don’t son

OGRE PARENTS:Then you’ll surely wind up dead

MOTHER OGRE:Goodbye

FATHER OGRE:Goodbye

MOTHER OGRE:Watch out for men with pitchforks

SHREK (voice over):And so, the little ogre went off and found a muddy patch of swamp land far,far away from the world that despised him.There he stayed for many years,tucked away and all alone, which was just the way he liked it.

I prefer a life like thisIt’s not that complicatedSure I’m fated to be lonelyAnd I’m destined to be hatedIf you read the books they sayThat’s why I was createdBut I don’t careCoz being likedIs grossly overrated